”She grabbed my cock, which was still throbbing hard, at the base, pulled it down and between my legs till it hurt a little, and squatted down on it... finding her pussy with ease. We cried together in pleasure as her wetness squeezed down the entire length of my erection. I could feel the tip grinding into just the right spot—for her.And so she had me, on my back, bent almost in half with my knees against my face, and she bounced her huge pelvis down onto my cock, her ass driving all the. Then we went back home. She did not talk to me much , I was also feeling ashamed , that’s why did not talk with her, then next day morning we came back to HYD.After that I never went to Vijayawada, even though my dad used to visit, but I didn’t go…“But shayd kismet mein to kuch aur hona baaqi tha”After four years she came to Hyderabad for her higher studies and was staying along with a friend in her house. And for six months I didn’t even know she was in my city, she did not contacted me, but. "His massive cock again slowly slid into me, completely withoutresistance. I shuddered with another orgasm upon his mere entrance,savoring the feeling of his slow possession of me. I could not stoplooking at myself in the mirror. It was so fundamentally erotic in apeculiar way - almost as I was a voyeur watching someone else. I sensedthat the freight train was nearing.Sir John began slowing pumping in and out of me. Strangely I was frozenwatching it through the mirror and feeling an incredible. " That's just it. I want you to do something ... anything. I want you to feel something more than just ... protective. I want you to want me." Hey, that sounds like a good title for a song," I kidded, trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work."Don't make fun of me," she snapped. "I'm serious. You're ... you're..." I'm what?" I smiled, my arms now going around her."You're what I want. I want you, Ed. But it's no good if you don't want me," she groaned."What makes you think I don't want you?" I.